Xiao Tang didn’t come downstairs alone—she was dragged down by the cousin.  

Her complexion was poor, but the cousin forcefully led her into a circle of young women. Xuan Yi was there too, as if she were about to formally introduce Xiao Tang as “just a makeup artist” to the group.  

Xiao Tang didn’t glance around, clearly uncomfortable. She forced herself to keep up appearances but struggled to blend in.  

*Unbelievable. Xuan Yi, you’re taking shamelessness to new heights. Are you really this fearless about things blowing up in your face? You want some grand showdown to …